Galderon and the rest finally land at the site of the cave. The golden dragon's wings flap calmly as he makes way for a soft landing. Once he lands, he slowly enters and inspects the cave, sniffing it to make sure everything was clear, in addition of the faint light illuminating from his body. Once he knows that everything was clear, he makes himself comfortable and yawns, shaking his wings of the rain droplets. He glances at the other dragons with a wise look.

"Everyone get comfortable..." he says to the dragons as he adjusts his position near the mouth of the cave, "The storm should be over by sunrise. Get some rest young ones, for I will guard the mouth in case un-welcomed visitors approach."